Daniel asked: "Do you have enough iron ore in your territory?"
"There are some, and I asked Brent to buy them. I believe they are enough to sustain this battle." Chris replied seriously.
It's a pity that although his true dragon form looks very real, it is actually an energy body.
After the dragon's claws and teeth fall off in the battle, they will disappear between heaven and earth soon.
Otherwise, Chris would really pull out two dragon claws and sell them for money or make weapons for the people of the territory.
"Then I'll ask them if anyone is willing to go to Lord Chris's territory." Green walked out.
Chris looked at Daniel and said, "Master, what do you need to bring? I'll use the space ring to help you put it away."
"The forge and all the materials in this room may be used. Of course you need to pay me."
Chris immediately said: "Okay, I'll calculate it for you based on the market price."
He quickly pointed the ring at the forging furnace, and as soon as his eyes blurred, the huge furnace disappeared.
Within two minutes, everything in the entire inner room was emptied.
Chris took Daniel's arm and walked out the door.
Green came up to him and said, "Master, currently only Samuel wants to stay in Mote City to take care of his wife, and the other fourteen people are willing to follow you to your territory."
"Okay!" Chris was excited. The amount far exceeded his expectation. "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
He cleared his throat, walked to the center of the forging shop, and said loudly: "Everyone, thank you very much for your willingness to go to my territory regardless of safety. After this war is over, if we can win, then everyone present
You can all get ten liters of my dragon blood, which can be used to improve the attributes of your weapons."
The blacksmiths were a little stunned. They still didn't know how generous the reward Chris provided was.
"Everyone pack your things and get ready to go!"
Chris used the space ring to help put away the stoves, hammers and other equipment here, then Daniel locked the door, and a group of more than a dozen people set off in a grand manner.
On the street, Chris met Brent who was shopping again.
"Brother, go back and tell your father, I will take Master Daniel back first."
"I know, come to me in the evening to get the materials."
"good."
In a tall building in the city, a pair of eyes stared at the two of them.
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After leaving the city, Chris asked the old and frail Daniel to ride on Lagen, and he followed on foot, and provided personal protection to the blacksmiths.
This road took more than three hours, and when we arrived at Shuguang City, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.
Today, Chris went to Mote City to win over the rhinoceros and tauren again. He had been busy all day.
Looking at the city wall that was not inferior to Mote City, Daniel's eyes showed a strange look: "I heard that you were building a city wall a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to actually do it!"
Chris said modestly: "It's just a small thing."
"This is not a trivial matter. It would have been impossible for others to do it for ten or eight years, but you actually only used it in just three months."
Chris responded with a smile: "Let's go in and take a look."
The city gates were opened, allowing them to march straight in.
It wasn't until Chris, Daniel and many blacksmiths entered that the door was closed again and blocked at the back.
"The changes here are so great. The last time I came here was six years ago. At that time, the people living here were all skinny and skinny, and their eyes were dull." Daniel looked at the changed Hope Town.
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Chris's eyes were clear: "This is what every noble should do to keep the people fed and clothed."
"But there are very few people who can actually do it." Daniel took a deep breath. "Some people even have the ability to do it, but they are unwilling to give up the exploitation of serfs because this is their source of income."
"You are the most unique nobleman I have ever met."
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In the next three days, the citizens of Dawn City maintained a high degree of vigilance and patrolled the city walls in three shifts.
And Jonathan also began to train young male subjects in combat skills.
The so-called "sharpening a gun in the face of battle" is a waste of time.
It is much better to simply improve their fighting skills than to be frightened at first sight.
Master Daniel and his disciples worked hard to forge weapons, and their daily output was astonishing, able to forge close to two hundred weapons.
But what troubles Chris is that both rhinoceros and tauren are particularly fond of axes. Moreover, their size is amazing, and their weapons are much larger, so they consume a lot of iron ore.
Of course, this kind of quick-made weapon only has a shape, not sharpness, but is just enough to be useful.
Chris would go to the city wall from time to time to watch, and the rest of the time he would use blood to irrigate the ghost tendon vine, trying to make it grow to its full size as quickly as possible.
Linda also transplanted all the warning trees four or five kilometers outside the city to closely monitor any suspicious situations.
Chris would rush to Mott City every night to get the supplies purchased for the day from his brother Brent.
However, there was no movement from the Edmond Association, which made Chris think for a while that that guy from Mason came here to deceive him with harsh words.
At this moment, a warning suddenly came from the leaves in my arms.
Chris took out the leaves of the warning tree and put them over his eyes.
A picture appeared in front of him. Hundreds of figures wrapped in black robes were running towards them on horseback. Behind them, there were densely packed splicing beasts, at least thousands of them.
"Here we come!" Chris said with a solemn expression, "Jonathan, tell everyone to go down and stay vigilant."
"Yes, sir!" Jonathan retreated and shouted among the people.
Everyone looked tense, and some teenagers looked panicked.
Tina, Guli, Lauder and others quickly climbed up the city wall, looked into the distance, and stood ready.
Half an hour later, people from the Edmund Association appeared two kilometers outside the city wall.
The two sides looked at each other from a distance.
With the help of Reimu's enhanced vision, Chris could barely see clearly. The man opposite him was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He had gloomy eyes, a gray-black vortex all over his body, and three hideous scratches.
It penetrated his entire face, looking ferocious and terrifying.
Come to think of it, he should be the Edmund in the rumors.
Mason stood next to Edmund, the two almost touching each other, chatting quietly.
They were not in a hurry to attack, but pitched their tents on the spot.
Thousands of splicing beasts kept roaring, and they could be heard even from a long distance away.
Most of them are made of body parts of ordinary beasts, with only a small number of magical beasts.
If they were all monsters, then there would be no fight, and Chris would have to run away with the bucket.